Chapter 2

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Sitting back in my small green chair I desperately look around for Zac. Although I can't see him, I see him in my mind 24/7. It's just something I can't even begin to tell you about.

I begin to see teachers dismiss their students so I run over to my advisor, Mr. Moores, tell him I'm walking home and run as fast as I can down to the lobby and finally leave the school. After running down 7 flights, I give myself a break and walk slowly back home.

Once I'm home I immediately begin my homework - it's easier to get it over with now than to procrastinate and stay up until 1 am. I dig through my math folder and find my algebra exercises. I begin the worksheet with nothing to listen to except the delicate sounds of my pencil rubbing against the paper.

"Finally" I think so myself. "Some silence!" Yet soon after, that beautiful silence ends.

I hear my phone buzz repeatedly as if I'm receiving 50 texts for every second I wait. I open my phone to find 23 texts from Amber. This must be important! After reading the first 3 texts, I figure out that it actually isn't important to the slightest bit. It's just her obsessing over her all time favorite band, The Beatles.

"Hey listen Amber, I can't really talk right now I just got home and I have a ton of homework. Can we talk later?"

I send to her. About a nanosecond later she replies with,

"Sure. What time?" I slap my knee in an odd way. Well how should I know! It's homework! You can't know when you'll be done. At least not for me. I tell her I'm not sure and that we would talk later. I continue to do my homework until I hear my door open slowly. It's just my mom, I think.

"I have dinner" She says to me. Of course, with my fast working brain and incredibly fast reflexes, I can think of a great response to say back and make it look like it had been planned for days.

"And I have homework" I say while on the inside, complimenting myself for being awesome.

By the time I finish my homework, It's about 9 o'clock. I can bet that the time I get downstairs I'll find an empty plate instead of whatever I'd been expecting.

Luckily, I was actually given dinner. Typically I watch TV when I eat but today I watch something boring so I don't get caught up in anything I won't want to turn off.

When I'm finished, I go back upstairs with only a few minutes of homework left - Thank God! Once I'm done I know it's about time I had to text Amber again and tell her I was ready to talk. I'd feel a little bad if I had let her wait all night even though I said we would talk later. I text her and to my luck, she hasn't been texting me for the past 4 hours.

"Hey. I wanted to tell you that I'm SOOOOOO excited! I JUST GOT 3 BEATLES ALBUMS ON A CD!!!!" She texts me.

Honestly, I get she's obsessed with them but why is that so exciting?

"Cool. Yay for you" I reply back, briefly letting her know that I'm happy for her.

"Oh and it's weird, I can't stop thinking about George." She writes back.

Not only is she obsessed with The Beatles but she is insanely in love with George Harrison. I can't really explain how much, you just kind of need to know her.

"I know how you feel, trust me" I reply.

It makes me think how homework and dinner has actually gotten my mind off of Zac. That's nearly impossible to do! Thanks to Amber though, he comes right back to me.

"You mean Zac, don't you?" She writes.

"Umm yeah!"

"Well, I can't say I'm surprised. You should talk to him."

"What! No! Are you insane?????"

"Well, I don't think so. But really Valentina! Come on! You know you want to."

"Actually I don't! I'm not ready. Not yet."

"Well, I'm taking your word for that 'Not yet'."

"Ugh whatever." I send hoping to end the conversation. It's not that I don't want to talk to her - she's my best friend. I just want to be alone for a few minutes.

I figured that wouldn't get a reply. Finally, I am alone - one of the best feelings in the world. I sit on my bed and just think. Not about anything in particular, I just think. Wow, it feels much better than I'd expected. I'm actually, okay. For once in the 16 years of my life, there's no conflict. I'm just - I'm fine. It's a weird feeling to have after not feeling it for a long time but I like it. I should do this more often.

Then my mind zones right back onto Zac. Well, maybe Amber has a point. Whenever she likes someone I always encourage her to make a move - of course when she likes someone who isn't dead - or as I say to make it sound nicer - resting in peace.

But maybe I should make a move.

No, I'm not ready!

Of course I am! I can do something small like.. flirt!

No, I'll make it too obvious!

Ugh! The back and forth in my mind is screwing up my beautiful feeling, I can't believe I've never felt and now it's going away. I take a few breaths and convince myself, I'll come up with something!

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